Page 24 of Snow White

Belle pants, her body still shaking from the force of her climax. She closes her eyes and smiles. “Well…”

I glance at her dismissively. Why is she still here? I carefully undo the straps of the toy and toss it to the side. “Hm?”

Belle rolls onto her back. “That was nice.”

Hm. I did not see Belle being theclingytype. This could present a problem. It was just sex. We were both pent up and needed an outlet. There’s nothing more to it. It’s why I chose her over the person I really wanted.

Snow would never accept an exchange of pleasure, and if it were Snow in my bed, her skin flushed and dewy, I wouldn’t be pulling on a robe and standing right now.

“Why are you still here?” I snap at her.

Belle narrows her eyes, rising to her elbows. “Are you serious?”

I hum to myself, sitting at the vanity, dismissing her. She can feign hurt all she wants. She knows this was just a casual fuck.

“So you just needed a quick fuck?” she says, sitting up.

I barely stop myself from rolling my eyes. Why is Belle acting so hurt? I glance at her coolly. “Are you saying you didn’t enjoy yourself?”

She visibly bristles. “Maybe I am.”

I toss my head back, unable to contain my cold laugh. “I could put my hands on you, and you’d be begging for more.”

Belle grits her teeth and storms past me into the bathroom, no doubt to dress. “Fuck you.”

Good, she’s leaving. “Oh, and Belle? A word of this to anyone, especially Snow, and…” I trail off. Some threats are better left to the imagination.

Belle yanks her dress on, tying the laces. “I don’t fucking care. Lock me away, Azura. That won’t change who you are, and Snow will figure it out.”

I laugh coldly again. “Who said I’d lock you away?”

“Bitch!”

Belle yanks her dress tight before storming to the door. She throws it open to reveal Snow.

Chapter Sixteen

Snow

I stand frozen in confusion, trying to understand what I am looking at. Azura and Belle together? Is Azura only in a robe? Why is their hair disheveled? My stomach clenches, and I have to fight the onslaught of tears threatening to spill down my cheek.

See? You were nothing but a burden to everyone around you…

I squeeze my eyes shut, pushing the voice to the back of my mind.

“I… I thought we c-could go to d-dinner together,” I whisper, my throat feeling tight.

Azura glances at me. “Of course, Snow. Give me a moment. Belle was just leaving.”

I shake my head. Unable to face her any longer, I turn and walk away. I don’t understand what is happening, but every part of me hurts as if a thousand pins and needles are violently stabbing into my chest. I can’t breathe, and I tug at my corset, trying to loosen it.

I hear Azura calling for me, telling me to wait, but I can’t. She can’t know how much this has affected me. I don’t want her to see that I am in tears over something simple like this. She is allowed to have friends other than me. After all, she did say she would always be my friend, right? So my reaction to finding her with Belle is just silly.

Azura catches up with me, grabbing my cold arm into her warm hands.

“Snow.”

“I know. She is much smarter than I—” I mumble.

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